Clavish - NRF Freestyle lyrics

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Ah i been through the war, mad pain
Not mention' stress takin' away my taps
I still got a lot on my chest
Crash, aimin' for your hat
Why you coppin' a vest?
I told, but, he's shook to finesse
'Nough niggas gon' fail if they
Get put to the test
A youngin talkin' 'bout an opp
He tryna put him to bed
I'm always clean, but, when
It's time to step, i'm makin' a mess
They gave my nigga half a decade
For a pick and a text
Kurt gave me more weight so I
Can put it in pebs
He just wanna see me shine
It's all love and respect
He make sure we got guns that got lots of led


And thе funny thing is
He ain't even from thе end (Word)
Bitches think I'm weird 'cause we
Hit and don't chat again
My niggas think I'm weird 'cause
I don't wat rapper friends
Me and Keegz used to play
With the 9 all night
Then come back the next day
And babysit the mache' again
I'm C-L-A-V, I ain't doin' rap battles
Might send two disses
Nothin' that I can't handle
Finesse food, switch sim, to me
That's no hastle
Last gave us more drip then flannels
Promoters think they can tell me how
Much people I come with
If I can't bring my whole gang, then
Fuck your money
I'm in Dubai in the big Benz, fuck the Culli'
Susie only want's rice, she said
"Fuck the curry"
You can say that I just rap, but, minus that
I've still done more than you
And, that's no cap, I'm puttin'
That on my dead niggas, you should know that
Leave his top red, now
He's twinin' with a Coke can
I'm lucky there was no cam', I'm so gang
I think I should 'low it
'cause I'll ride for you
But, would you ride for me? Now, I doubt it
The love's still there
Just don't wanna be around him
I don't do F So
My runners literally cost me a thousand
I'm married to the Queen's head
Don't plan on havin' affairs
If I say I need teeth
I ain't chattin' veneers
How you still on the twos?
You been trappin' for years
If M got paralyzed
He'll probably trap in a chair
Stylin' teachers is childish when
I think of it
I saw man drivin' 'round in somethin'
Equivalent to my pinky ring
I'm in the club, dimmers tryna bring it in
Lock eyes a couple times and that's
How I know she's on minglin'
I'm gonna miss, we were actually bros
Broke my heart when I found out
It's a statement he wrote
Niggas ain't on bangin' out or trappin' hard
Why the fuck he outside? You're
Better off stayin' at home
If my nigga gets to jeet
That don't mean he ain't innocent
She fell out with her friend
They're both tryna get intimate
After my tape, I'ma go for my publishin'
And, you'll still see me on
My block like some idiot
Pros and cons when the droppers
Start pissin' in my sheets
Must be a magic trick
How you fit it in them jeans
I don't give a toss
Cuttin' food in a Porsche
With a cute one, but
Her back bigger than my dreams
I was up early mornin'
Really lickin' all them fiends
Been shot at close range
I guess I'm here for a reason
The tea that I'm sportin'
Of course it's in season i don't do dates
I hit girls without treatin'
I ain't got that many friends
Drivin' course are not a problem
Crash in and out of jail
Each time is snot for shottin'
Uptown, if Jamies got his rambo knife
When we're shoppin'
I just hope we don't see no oppers
(H-D Beats) in the hoop for five years
I just hope we don't see no coppers
Used to eat in a restaurant with a rocket
Gang